⚮ I Don't Want To Feel ⚮ But I Have Yet To Stop ⚮ ((BxB/G))

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][align=center]((It's a bit ridiculous to ask this tbh, but could you give me an example?[/fancypost]

    I really don't mind what you do, but if you want an example, I'll give you some I guess. (Idk how to explain this...) So basically, All I'm asking for is a random servant, nothing special. Cecilia is like the stern mother, Cali has a pretty positive outlook on things, Tac has a tough exterior but is actually very nice, just another person in the group. Although, one would guess that they would fit in a bit better than Cale. ))

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][align=center]((Alrighty, I think I've got it. Sincerest apologies. [/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][align=center]((I hope you don't mind my name choice~


    The fourth servant, Sergio, gave a wide, snaggletooth grin,"You look halfway to hell,"he drawled as he leaned across the table. He was a hybrid as well, though it was difficult to tell if he was part coyote, or just scraggly dog. He tapped his long nails on the table, where his name had been carve awhile ago,"Feeling better after your little scare?"[/fancypost]

    Miles flashed back a mocking smirk. "A foot and a half in the grave." He rolled his eyes, pulling out a chair and dropping down into it. Cecilia and Cali stayed quiet, hovering in the back corner. He leaned back in the chair, the front legs slightly off of the ground, and sighed. "Which one?" He asked wearily. "The part where I nearly lost in a fight, and beaten to a pulp? Or maybe when Cale sliced my blood-brother's skin? Oh, isn't it the part where I gt 'attacked' by his servant and scared Cale?" He let the chair land with a thud and he stared into his servant's eyes. "Try me, Segio."


    I love it ♥ ))

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][align=center] "Yes yes,"the hybrid drawled, waving his hand slightly,"I heard from the others that the little tiger almost ripped out his throat,"Sergio laugh, thoroughly amused by the matter. A sadist in flourish, Sergio's grin was nothing short of violent,"But I meant you... illness, this morning. [/fancypost]

    Miles cracked his knuckles, his head rolling to one side. "He's hard to deal with." He muttered, gaze lowered to the floor, only looking up when he heard Sergio speak again. He felt a raw laugh errupt in his throat before he could stop it. "Everyone was convinced it was you. I would describle the details about how I could feel my blood burning the insides of my flesh, but that might get a bit too graphic." He paused, rubbing his sore throat and then added knowingly. "Even for you."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][align=center] Sergio gave a rumbling noise from the back of his throat, his lips curled in humor,"Id be happy to hear,"he hummed, his long nail adding to his carved in name,"At another time. Perhaps I should go meet with the little guy,"Sergio mused,"It's high time we've met after all of this."[/fancypost]

    Miles shook his head. "He just went to sleep. I'm pretty sure he thinks this place is weird enough without--" He gestured at Sergio, a calculated look lingering in his gaze. "Meeting king weird himself." He tapped his foot rythmically, his fingers rapping on the wood in unison. "Not that I mind that much." He shrugged, uttering a small 'thank you' when Cali finally shuffled forward and placed clean clothes in his lap.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][align=center] Sergio fixed Miles with a faux bashful look, his ears pricking forward as he took the title as a compliment,"How kind of you!"he hybrid gushed, his lips smiling wide to show his yellowed teeth,"But don't you think he'all have to meet me eventually?"Sergio went on to drawl, leaning forward across the table to rest his chin in his palm and his weight on his elbow,"Besides, he's met you, epitome of teenage angst, Ethias, the lovable d-uche, and Tac, overcompensating aggression given form. He'd probably see little ol' me as a relief."[/fancypost]

    Despite trying to be angry, he laughed. Miles leaned down and mirrored the 4th servants gesture. "Cute self-confidence, Ser." He smirked. Oh god, teenage angst? The hell is that supposed to mean? His eyes flicked up to the door and he nodded towards it. "You didn't insult the women," Tac started, slamming his fists onto the table, but withdrew the next word he was going to call Sergio.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][align=center] Sergio only smiled wider, lifting his arm off the table just as Tac banging on the table, the entire thing rattling,"Of course not,"he cooed, glancing over towards Cali and Cecilia,"They keep this place running. Why would I bite the hand that feeds me?"He kissed the air between him, Tac and Miles,"That would just be foolish."[/fancypost]

    Ethias merely watched, slightly intrigued at the the whole ordeal. "You certainly bit the hand that feeds you, child." He mused, a sluggish grin lining his lips. "Or more like, you bit the hand that saved you." He corrected, flicking a slender finger at Miles. A silence hung in the air. "I'm not interested in being the so-called savior of someone who can barley save them self." Miles bit back, not flustered, but a bit irritated. He stood up, moving to gently push the heavy wooden door open.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][align=center]Sergio bared his teeth in a bright, viciously wide smile, "He did just fine, didn't he?"the coyote crooned, and gestured to miles, "He's still here and breathin' just fine. You lot need to untwist your panties,"he went on with a laugh, his shoulders rolling as he stood up, "Well, I've loved our little chat, but maybe I ought to leave too; wouldn't want youguys to get sick of my company,"he purred, padding out of the room with a wink at Tac. [/fancypost]

    Tac raged at Sergio's comments. He lunged towards the door and yelped when a strong arm jerked him backwards, which sent him flying back into his chair. "Please, be a dear and let the door hit you." Ethias smiled, but his eyes showed a deadly serious threat. Cali frowned. "Now, would you stop arguing so much? You're no better than those old hens next door!" She squeaked, trying to act angry.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][align=center] It was only a short while later before Cale padded through the kitchen doors, bristling at the heavy tension in the air. Evidently, he hadn't been able to sleep very long at all. He swallowed a bit, his tail flicking anxiously, "I came to see if help was needed,"Came his tentative, squeaky voice. Between Tac's bared teeth, Ethias' dark eyes, and the scent of a stranger in the room, Cale was just in edge as ever, [/fancypost]

    Cali and Cecilia fled the room, leaving everyone to themselves. "And then there were three." Ethias grunted and flung his boots to rest his feet on the table, the legs of his chair slightly hovering above the ground. His attention wavered on the flickering candle light, and soon moved to Cale. "Hey Kitten," He paused, jerking his head up in a small greeting. "Meet Sergio yet?" He asked.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][align=center] Cale watched the women flee, frowning as he wondered if it was because of him, "Haven't met him yet,"afar said softly, lowering his eyes under Ethias' grueling attention, "But I saw him, I think.."he trailed off, uncomfortable with speaking with the hostility still radiating. Keeping himself small, the neko padded over to the sink and began to wash the few dishes left there. [/fancypost]